A woman can

A woman can be a beautiful flower,
that decorates the days with its enigmatic petals...

but she can also be a thorny tree,
wear footstraps while you stand under its shade.

A woman can be an oasis,her mere appearance,
salvation to a soul that had become barren of hope....

but a woman can also be a cyst,a curse of life
that torments you till your dying day.

A woman can be a volcano that erupts compassion,melts down yr stumbling blocks and brings fruitfulness into yr otherwise futile existence....
but a woman can also be an avalanche,that racks yr heart with stone cold malice,
and rumbles down yr world with fury enough to quell the very flames of hell.

A woman can be like the sweet wakening song of a Robin....
but she can also be like the horrid growl of a grizzly,
right besides you in yr bed.